EASY! HOMEMADE! SMELLS KICK-YOU-IN-THE-CROTCH-SPIT-ON-YOUR-NECK-FANTASTIC* body butter, that you can personalise to suit the spud muffins you‘re making it for. Get excited!
* Yes I borrowed an expression from F.R.I.E.N.D.S
EASY! HOMEMADE! SMELLS KICK-YOU-IN-THE-CROTCH-SPIT-ON-YOUR-NECK-FANTASTIC* body butter, that you can personalise to suit the spud muffins you‘re making it for. Get excited!
* Yes I borrowed an expression from F.R.I.E.N.D.S
A few weeks ago I posted my super quick and easy “instant” gravy recipe on the Facebook page. I thought I’d better have it up on here too, as it’s such a goodie, and makes sure that not one drop of the delicious roast meat juices goes to waste.
Merry Christmas Eve Spud Muffins,
If you fancy the idea of making your own cranberry sauce or “jelly” to go with the Turkey, ham, salmon (heck, even just slathering it on organic sprouted or sourdough bread with a shite-tonne of avocado or macadamia butter if you’re veg or vegan) this year, I think you’ll appreciate the simplicity of the following recipe.
Many roads lead to Rome animal sabbaticals.
This time last year, I thought long-term vegan diets were a disguised form of starvation. I was in the process of healing my digestive system from the years of damage that my autoimmune liver disease (and the pharmaceutical treatments I trialled … to no avail I might add) had caused. My depleted state saw me crave gelatinous connective tissue from animals bones, rich and fatty soups and muffins rich in eggs and butter.
Last week I had a jolly old time writing these two posts about fat;
As you may have read in my ‘transitioning to whole foods’ posts, it was a slow and steady transition from standard western diet to one filled with nutrient-dense whole foods.
Two and a bit years ago I wrote this post about bringing the motivation and fun back to exercise. This was when I first started blogging and I sure could rave on (to the point where just reading the damn post was a work-out for the optic nerves!!!).
These days, where possible, I’m trying to cut my posts down so you can just read them – get the gist, implement what you want, and get on with your day.
If a sweet little lamb is going to be sacrificed for human nourishment, then it’s only fair that not one remnant of that baby sheep goes to waste.
In this post I promised a follow up blog where I described my main mistakes when trying to work out what food choices suited my body the best. These mistakes are not regrets (so, my apologies for the title, I just really like alliteration). I learned a lot from making them.
That said, if I can possibly help you avoid running into similar problems yourself, then consider me having taken one many for the team.